moment.
“What do we do?” I whisper to Alex. I’m petrified, literally shaking from fear. I don’t want to make any sudden movements to upset the bear.
“All that we can do,” Alex whispers. Then all of a sudden he shouts, “RUN!!!” Alex takes off running at a full sprint back to town. I follow right behind him and pray that I don’t trip over any branches. I’m running so fast that my lungs are burning, and I’m trying to gasp for air. Tree branches keep whipping us in the face as we run. Although I can’t see it, I can hear the bear is right behind us and it’s faster than I thought it would be.
As we’re getting closer to town, we still haven’t lost the bear. I don’t think that we’re going to be able to lose it. I don’t know how close it is just as I lose my footing on some rocks and fall, scraping my knee, drawing blood. I drop Alex’s rifle and I try to grab it quickly, so I can try to get back up. The bear sounds likes he is only a few feet away from me.
BANG.
Out of nowhere, a gun goes off and the bear takes off the other way. I look over and realize it isn’t Alex. He’s standing with his rifle in his hand and it’s not loaded. I start to stand up, holding my knee, and Alex walks over to me. We’re looking around trying to find who has fired the gun.
I see someone walking toward us, from the corner of my eye, through some bushes.
“Grandpa? What are you doing here? Did you just shoot at that bear?” I question him, as I’m trembling from my scraped up knee.
“One of the guys at work told me he saw you boys come out here earlier with some rifles. I wanted to check on you since it’s so late and you haven’t come back yet,” Grandpa says with a disapproving look on his face.
“Thank you, sir,” Alex responds before I can say anything, “I’m sorry that we came out here and didn’t tell anyone. I know how dangerous it can be. Please don’t be mad at Zac. It was my fault that we came out here,” Alex says in regret.
“It’s okay, Alex. I’m just glad everyone is safe. How is your knee, Zac, and what happened to you, Alex? You’re filthy … but maybe I don’t want to know that answer,” my grandpa says with a smirk. Alex shakes his head in agreement.
“Thank you , Grandpa, I wasn’t sure what was going to happen. My knee is okay,” I say to him, while I feel myself still in shock. I still can’t believe we were just chased by a bear.
We start to walk back to town, and my grandpa has his truck parked on the end of the street. He gives us a lift back home and he makes Alex sit in the back because he’s so dirty. He drops him off first and then we head home.
“Bye, Zac, see you tomorrow,” Alex yells and waves goodbye. I start to wave back.
“Wait. Here’s your rifle ; I almost forgot to give it back to you,” I say while handing it to him out of the truck window.
“Thanks . Maybe next time we can really use them. I’m going to go shower, I feel absolutely disgusting,” Alex laughs and heads inside.
My grandpa is quiet for the rest of the ride home, and I know he’s not happy with me. When we get home, he puts his rifle away and goes right to bed. I have a feeling he’ll talk to me in the morning about this once he’s not mad at me anymore.
I go to the kitchen to heat up a piece of leftover pizza for dinner. I decide to call Jenn before I go to bed to make sure she’ll come over tomorrow for my birthday. I pull my phone out of my pocket and dial her number. It rings twice before I hear her voice.
“Hello? Zac?”
“Hi Jenn, I’m calling to see if you will come over to my house tomorrow for my birthday party?” I ask her, while remembering her day with Brad and I start to feel frustration again growing inside of me.
“Oh, yeah! I’ll definitely be there . I’ll see you tomorrow, Zac,” she says and then all I hear is the click of me hanging up on her. I’m so irritated that I couldn’t say goodbye to her, but I’m happy that